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The Two Noble Kinsmen - Act 3, scene 4
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Act 3, scene 4
The jailer’s daughter, convinced that Palamon is dead and that her father will be hanged, begins to hallucinate.Enter Jailer’s Daughter.
1583 I am very cold, and all the stars are out too,
1584 The little stars and all, that look like aglets.
1585 The sun has seen my folly.—Palamon!
1586 Alas, no; he’s in heaven. Where am I now?
1587 5 Yonder’s the sea, and there’s a ship. How ’t tumbles!
1588 And there’s a rock lies watching under water.
1589 Now, now, it beats upon it; now, now, now,
1590 There’s a leak sprung, a sound one! How they cry!
1591 ⌜Open⌝ her before the wind; you’ll lose all else.
1592 10 Up with a course or two, and ⌜tack⌝ about, boys!
1593 Good night, good night; you’re gone. I am very
1595 Would I could find a fine frog; he would tell me
1596 News from all parts o’ th’ world; then would I make
1597 15 A carrack of a cockleshell, and sail
1598 By east and northeast to the king of pygmies,
1599 For he tells fortunes rarely. Now my father,
p. 1211600 Twenty to one, is trussed up in a trice
1601 Tomorrow morning. I’ll say never a word.
1602 20 For I’ll cut my green coat a foot above my knee,
1603 And I’ll clip my yellow locks an inch below mine
1605 Hey nonny, nonny, nonny.
1606 He’s buy me a white cut, forth for to ride,
1607 25 And I’ll go seek him through the world that is so
1609 Hey nonny, nonny, nonny.
1610 O, for a prick now, like a nightingale,
1611 To put my breast against. I shall sleep like a top else.